"$16.00," the cashier said. I handed her a $20.00 and took back the four singles. I held the door for you as we entered the theater, handed the man our tickets and went to find some seats. You selected two in the center about halfway back.

Once I made sure you were comfortable, I went for snacks. A large cup of ice and a package of licorice.

When I returned the movie was just starting.

"You may kiss my foot," you whispered to me. Immediately, I kneeled on the floor and pressed my lips to the top of your foot, gently placing a delicate kiss on it. "Thank you," I whispered.

I sat back in my seat and looked at you adoringly. You tapped your left shoulder, permitting me to place my head there. I nuzzled you gently.

You reached over and unbuttoned my shorts. "Down around your ankles," you ordered, putting your thumb under the waistband of my underwear as well.

I looked around, only to hear you respond, "Now!"

Quickly, I slid my shorts and underwear down around my ankles, leaving me to sit half naked in my chair.

You reached over and slowly stroked my cock until it was fully erect and opened the package of licorice. Taking a long strand, you casually flicked your wrist, sending the tip of the licorice down on the head of my cock. It whistled softly through the air and left a tiny red welt where it landed.

I yelped.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" came a voice from several seat behind, causing both of us to laugh.

"Yes," you mocked, "Shhhhhhhh."

Five more strokes with the licorice, left five more little welts along the underside of my cock. Then, you held string of licorice up to my mouth. "Suck on it," you commanded. I did, pulling it gently from your grip, occasionally feeling you tugging back.

A second strand came out, longer, which you placed cross my lap, sliding the midpoint under my balls. Gently you wound it around my balls and the base of my cock, pulling it tighter with each turn. Soon my balls were swelling and protruding beneath a wide band of licorice.

You looked down at my licorice tied balls and laughed. I could barely help myself and let a chuckle escape.

A third, longer string was tied tightly around my cockhead, with the remainder left long, in your hand, as a leash. You tied the free end to the arm of your chair and stood, leaning over and whispering in my ear, "Don't go anywhere. I'll be right back."

When you returned you were carrying a second cup, this one about half filled, with a straw.

You took a few ice cubes from the first cup and reached between my legs, rubbing them over my tied balls. Slowly you pushed them lower, until they touched my asshole. One by one, you slowly pressed them inside of me, making me inhale sharply and squirm in my seat.

"There, there," you said, patting my head. "Here, have a sip."

You held the straw to my lips, and I drew in a warm liquid that tasted strange, yet familiar. Almost instinctively, I wanted to spit it out, until I realize the precious gift that you had given me. Eagerly, I leaned over to suck on the straw again. You pulled it away. "Not yet," you started, "you have to ask me for it."

"Please, may I have a sip?" I asked.

"A sip of what?""Of your golden nectar."

"Called it what it is and we'll see."

Blushing I asked quietly, "Please, Mistress, may I have a sip of your pee?"

You tipped the cup toward me, allowing me to lean over you and reach the straw. I sucked hard, letting the taste fill my mouth.

You pulled the cup away, "That's enough."

With each sip, I sank deeper into a trance, nuzzling and feeling you tug from time to time on my leash.

I smiles softly at you, letting you know that I was exactly where I belonged.

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